Ethan was loyal and funny and protective. When we were little, he was the brother most likely to make me cry – and mostly likely to wipe away my tears.
Forever used to feel like a curse. Now it feels like a promise.
So, ‘reaper’ is really just a nice word for ‘covert pervert?’ Is that what you’re saying?
I wanted more firsts with Tod. But all I had left was a handful of lasts.
Crap. He was actually crying. I didn’t know how to deal with a crying father. I barely knew how to deal with a normal one.
You shouldn’t talk about things you don’t understand. Which should leave you pretty damn quiet.
Nash Hudson. Holy crap. I almost looked down to see if ice had anchored my feet to the floor, since hell had surely frozen over. Somehow I’d stepped off the dance floor and into some weird warp zone where irises swam with color and Nash Hudson smiled at me, and me alone.
I grabbed another. Aerosmith. Nope, can’t throw classic Aerosmith. I snatched a copy of the Thompson Twins’ greatest hits and chucked it at him.
Holy silicone suppository, Batman!” Ethan said, grinning. Dan snorted, Parker coughed to disguise a laugh, and I glared at them all. “What?” My brother shrugged defensively. “That’s what it looks like.
Five toms bound and gagged. One ruptured scrotum...
Exactly what part of that is supposed to make me feel better?” Though, honestly, hearing that she was jealous of me did make me feel a teeny, tiny bit better.
I have choices,” I insisted, refusing to break eye contact. “We both do. I may have to make mine carefully, and make a few compromises along the way, but I have a choice. I choose you.
Sneak out.” He shrugged, as if that should have been a no-brainer. But that was easy for him to say. He was dead. What else could they do to him, take away his birthday?
Love, my ass. The international language is food.
You think he left a big flashing arrow pointing to a filing cabinet labeled ‘Evidence Here!’? He’s a Stray, Ethan, not Wile E. Coyote!
A cat’s body can sustain a lot of damage without actually dying,” Lucas said, his voice as deep as the rumble of the earth itself. “You just think about that before you so much as scratch yourself without permission.” Ryan gulped and nodded, still mute.
What is it about women and luggage? You don’t have to bring everything you own, and it shouldn’t take this long to throw some clothes into a bag. In fact, if it will save you any time, just leave the underwear out all together.
My mother turned towards me with a coffeepot in each hand, her jaw dangling somewhere near her collarbone. You’d think she’d never seen me naked, when I knew for a fact I’d been born that way.
Wow. You guys are like a broken record. Don’t you ever get tired of the whole ‘knock ‘em our and drag ‘em back to the cave’ routine? ‘Cause I swear, Cro-Magnons were more subtle.
They’d had to empty their pockets and turn over Aunt Val’s purse to the security guard. That way, I wouldn’t be tempted to try to kill anyone with her lip gloss and her travel-size pack of tissues.